When i was younger i was pretty dumb
So full of envy, an only son

My parents taught me that love isn't fun
They only spoke when it needed done

Like trading cars in a parking lot
To drive an hour away
Just to come back for school the very next day

I always wondered why mom moved so far away
Maybe to cope with the choices she wish didn't make

And i still had to go even when my sisters quit
I went all alone on weekends
Instead of just being a kid

9 years old, wasting time
With a mom who never seemed to even want me, always sent me back outside

Childhood was a mess

Back at my dad's house, it was so picturesque
School in the same town
Friends down the street from me
His second wife was the closest thing
That i would ever know
To having a mom and dad, until she kicked us out

I had a cousin who was around my age
His parents taught me that not all love will break

And i loved to stay the night over breaks and holidays
But it always hurt my head
When i wished that i were their kid instead

Childhood was a mess for me